Line

With the help of a dot,

everything can be created.

But in our case,

it all started in a line.

Under the purple sky,

we stand next to each other.

You look like Claude,

and I look like no one.

I don't know if it is fate,

for us to be in the same vehicle.

I wish for your smile,

but I get none.

There's something that attracts me,

but I don't know if it's your smile.

It's either your eyes or your stare,

that makes me feeble.

If ever we'll meet again,

I want to have a conversation.

And that conversation,

will always be my greatest possession.

I'll never forget your smile, your eyes,

not even your face,

because it is something worth than a

treasure.

 

 

 

<3 I am so grateful to the person who inspire me to write this poem though it isn't that great.